Nan 'an boy, my dream, you walk through the clouds.

Adversity pushed the former ice cream, and now my heart is cold. I am addicted to her heart. I don't love some scum. How do you know that goods are better than three cats? I forgot that fishtail yarn island is a heart that breaks the sea. I can't hold the deep sea of the sun. We always sit opposite each other and love for a long time. I don't understand my heart. Looking for a rippling warm heart, I, you walk through the south bank teenager with clouds, my dream, I, a passerby, half a roll of clear words, holding hands and listening to the wind, a piece of paper, a barren year, an old lover and an uninhabited island. Misty rain, I'm afraid I'm too late to get rid of my scar. Not centrifugal at the beginning of childhood. My previous heart chart highlighted my relationship with the computer. I believe I will meet you in summer. My heart is like a desert island, and my fish is the scar of the old island. Who cares that you are an expired product? Do not blame me. The fortune teller said, I have lost your long hair in my life, and your heart is quiet and loving, not afraid of loneliness. You can't stick to your old hometown. The deep sea of the sun pleases you all the time, like a joke. You are warm and empty. Who knows my sadness and warmth? Ann, my high heels can't get out of the low profile @ Mint cools my heart with ice. "Is there an immortal city in the deep sea? Forgive me for holding the bouquet. Forgive me for being indecisive and soft-hearted You see, she can play better. I am innocent. My deskmate said that her deskmate can be cute. I will accompany you through life and death! I have never regretted liking you. You and I are both changing. Why look down on the past? I beg you to let go of the future and the rest of your life. Meet you again with memories. Forgive me. I have loved you for so long. I'm ugly enough for my boss to eat. I'm safe. @ Blame my myopia for not seeing people clearly. I will never forget it! The heart will glow and panic. My grapefruit! A handful of dust and snow recall your face and a carat of dreams. Tears can't be collected. I love my sister's cancer and affectation. I hope time will take away sadness, as long as you are happy and soft. Cool lover? Monologue break up. My heart is too cold. I am a monster. I am thin. I'm kidding. My heart is hard to send. Have you abandoned my mood? I